Christine's Depression never seems to end,
cuz she'll never be as skinny as the girls on friends
She's got fat hips, and thin lips, she's jealous of a q-tip
she'd take stupid over fat
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today,
And she walked away

(ooooh they walk away)

Malcoms got his image,
his rock and his glock,
And if he lives to see 20 he will beat the clock
He's got his ride, his pride and girls by his side
He makes a stance with a gun in his hand
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray,
and he walked away

(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away)

and the destination is clear,
anywhere but here

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars

(oooh, they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2

So walk away from the boyfriend losers and
the the shame of the game that your brain knows your loosing,
the job that you do,
it just robs you of who you can be when you're free from this mentality
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone
With your chatroom friends, calling at ramones,
but the phone don't ring,
Joey just sings,
sedated
You've gotta learn to hate it

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars

(oooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) x2

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter,
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars,
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter (gutter, gutter)
doesn't matter that you're brains all cluttered (brains all cluttered, all cluttered)
Doesn't matter that you're covered in scars (scars, scars),
your never in the gutter with you're eyes on the stars (stars, stars)

(ooooh they walk away, hey hey walk away) to fade